"Aren’t you also calling me Hu..."

Huzi held his head helplessly, muttering softly.

Yang Yan was taken aback, he really couldn’t find a retort.

Was he really going to use the master-servant contract to suppress it?

If he really did that, it would not be far from a fallout between them, which was not what Yang Yan wanted to see.

"I just got used to it."

Yang Yan casually made up an excuse to gloss it over.

After correcting the name, Yang Yan simply took a rest where he was.

Counting the unpleasant time spent with the Nascent Void, on the whole, Yang Yan had been separated from the Ancient Abyss Sect for more than a week.

With the four swordsmen and Lin Zimu around, unless they encountered troubles similar to his own, nothing major should happen.

And during this week, he had garnered no small harvest.

First of all, what he felt most satisfied with was upgrading the Star Night.

Add to that the consolidation of the Evil Qi Pearl, a great weapon, and uncovering some secrets of this place.

Furthermore, he had tamed a seemingly extraordinary pet, seized a mid-Foundation Establishment puppet, and obtained a map of the entire Demon Cave, along with five space teleportation opportunities...

But with these came no small responsibilities.

Although the Nascent Void only required it to take out two Body Fate Talismans, from what he had said, this task was not easy to complete.

Forget it!

As the saying goes, soldiers will come to block, water will come to cover.

If he hesitated because of the hidden risks before him, then what treasure was he still seeking?!

Therefore, he was now just worried whether there were others with the same great opportunities as him, such people were what Yang Yan needed to deal with seriously.

After all, the longer the delay, the greater the variables.

Just like when he earlier encountered two groups of cultivators, not lacking peak Foundation Establishment.

These two groups didn’t belong to the ten major sects, but should be some smaller forces, or eighth or ninth level sects.

The strongest among them were only at peak Foundation Establishment, not much compared to the ten sects, but still not to be ignored.

The reason being, the Demon Cave’s ban doesn’t allow Golden Core cultivators to enter, thus the ten sects could only send numerous disciples to seek opportunities.

But these small forces, however, could freely enter and exit without restriction.

No matter how they reached the inner circle, once they rushed in, the balance of power within the Demon Cave could be shattered instantly.

At this rate, even the disciples of the ten sects wouldn’t be able to stand against these seasoned veterans in the end.

The burly man earlier would still take the sects behind them into account, but what about the Sect Leaders, Hall Masters, or Gang Leaders of these small forces?

In the face of interests, these forces, which have long been adept at seeking fortune, would have little scruples?!

Especially when more people come in, a situation of too many monks and too little gruel is inevitable.

At that time, all forces would determine wins and losses by strength, and a major reshuffle is inevitable.

Headache!

Thinking of this, Yang Yan furrowed his brows, sighed, then opened his eyes.

Having been missing for so long, it was time to "come out of seclusion"!

Elsewhere, Ouyang Jinjie decisively took action, wanting to seize this opportunity to wipe out the Ancient Abyss Sect crowd.

As for the several from the Pill Sect, they would do it conveniently!

Since they had already offended, why bother making things difficult for himself?

He immediately teamed up with the Lingying Sect people to launch a thunderous attack on the Pill Sect and Ancient Abyss Sect’s entourage.

Although the four swords were present, along with Lin Zimu and Ye Changqing, experts in the Foundation Establishment Realm, the lineup seemed strong, but facing the joint forces of the Lingying Sect and Yizheng Sect, it still appeared somewhat lacking.

As expected, under the assault led by Ouyang Jinjie and Yu Ling, Lin Zimu, Ye Changqing, and others’ formation quickly collapsed, their disciples suffered heavy casualties.

Without the intense resistance of the four swordsmen and Lin Zimu, a few would have already become corpses.

"Haha! Ye, oh Ye, why did you have to get involved in this mess? Such a pity for the Life Spirit Flame." Ouyang Jinjie looked at the bedraggled group with a mocking smile and said.

Ye Changqing directly ignored him and focused on feeding pills to his seriously injured disciples.

"You’re courting death!" Ouyang Jinjie immediately restrained his smile, eyes glimmering darkly, and became the first to charge at several people.

"Hmph! My fate is my own, not heaven’s, if you want to kill me, you’ll have to pay the price." Lin Zimu stood up to him unyieldingly.

Everyone then followed up.

However, the four swords were struggling, finding it hard to fight without restraint.

They still had to protect Guoguo and several heavily injured people.

Despite their best resistance, after several rounds, except for the four swordsmen, Lin Zimu, Ye Changqing, and Guoguo, all other disciples perished.

The few were also on the brink of exhaustion, had it not been for the plentiful pills the Pill Sect group carried, they might not have been able to hold on until now.

"Ouyang Jinjie, my father won’t let you get away with this!"

"Kill us, and you’ll face the endless wrath of the Ancient Abyss Sect and the Pill Sect!" Guoguo was on the edge of collapse, hysterically shrieking.

"Yo! Are you using your sect to pressure me, or asking me to spare you?" Ouyang Jinjie sneered, eyes lingering over Guoguo, "If you can serve this master well, I might consider it..."

"You’re courting death!"

How could Lin Zimu let his junior sister be humiliated, he held the Chixiao Sword, and struck down at Ouyang Jinjie, meeting the combined counterattack of Yu Ling and Ouyang Jinjie.

As the three passed by, Lin Zimu spat a mouthful of blood, then fell down at the sound.

"Senior brother!"

"Zimu!"

...

Seeing this, Guoguo was already in tears, struggling to run towards Lin Zimu, but was held back tightly by Ye Changqing.

"Haha! The Ancient Abyss Sect’s senior disciple, haha! But a false reputation. But Miss Lin, just obediently give in to me! I will make you live lavishly and happily."

Ouyang Jinjie looked at the tear-streaked Guoguo, his arrogance even more pronounced, picked up the Chixiao Sword which fell to the ground, and walked step by step towards Lin Zimu.

"The sword is a good sword, it’s just a pity it followed the wrong person, Lin Zimu, remember in your next life, a wise man knows his times, but blame your Ancient Abyss Sect for shining too brightly."

Then raised his hand, the sword fell, stabbing towards the feeble Lin Zimu.

"No..."

Guoguo desperately lunged forward, Ye Changqing and the four swords were also helpless, closing their eyes one after another.

Clang!

A crisp sound like thunder rang in everyone’s ears, causing them to look over.

The scene originally expected didn’t happen, but what came into view was Yu Ling grabbing the sword in Ouyang Jinjie’s hand with one hand, leaving everyone a bit confused.

"Yu, what are you doing?!"

"Ouyang, this Lin Zimu is already a waste, to kill him is but a snap of the fingers, there’s no rush, it’s better to let him watch his team die in front of him, isn’t that more interesting?" Yu Ling smiled broadly, but to the others it was chilling.

"Haha, indeed you have thought it through, Yu." Ouyang Jinjie hesitated for a moment, then said with a smile.

He was definitely not an indecisive person, otherwise he wouldn’t have emerged from among the disciples to become the new senior disciple after the previous one’s death.

But now Yu Ling spoke, he couldn’t very well refuse him, after all, he still needed his help, as for later that would be for another time.